seems like she came back on youtube to rehash her terribly proportioned art.
I can't get over the part where she says "you're painting a face you've known for years" while showing how she made her boyfriend look like a bird. Then the description where she makes a batshit crazy monologue about a bar fight with her art hanging in the back KEK.
here's the description for the people who don't want to give her a view but want to know what Kelly's shitty pot induced ravings:
"The feeling I get from unwrapping an Artefex panel goes much deeper than just another fleeting hit of dopamine for my insatiable consumer appetite. Artefex is more than just a brand name I’ve acquired for its status. For an artist, this is the foundation of my work; a base for the very process and expression that gives my life meaning. I suppose I would consider Artefex as more of a partner than a producer of products. Even when my work sucks (lol), my materials, my process, the time and thought devoted to each piece are all a part of one whole that is “the work”, and as an artist, I view that work as sacred.
Artefex just may be leading an art movement that people will appreciate centuries from now, provided the earth supports human life that far into the future… cuz I have my doubts with this global warming crisis, AM I RIIITE? And even if it doesn’t, at least I know the foundation I’ve chosen for my work, Artefex panels, will preserve the integrity of my work long after this manmade apocalypse destroys our species’ most treasured works on canvas.
Ok ok ok, so hear me out. Let’s say a small percentage of humanity has survived the climate catastrophe, say, 200 years from now. It’s the year 2222, the planet has entirely flooded, and the fraction of humanity surviving lives a post-apocalyptic waterworld-type existence. Ok, so let’s say my painting is hanging in a brothel-casino-bar bad-guy-type hideout, where all the kingpins play cards for stockpiled hoards of wealth. Let’s also say my painting is a relic of “the before times” and very valuable, therefore, this bad guy hideout is the closest thing we have to an art museum in these new dark ages. You with me so far? Ok. So, a fight breaks out, some bastard jumps across the bar and takes my painting off the wall to smash over his rival’s head. The bastard has done this move before- it’s always hilarious- his opponent’s head would predictably rip through the canvas and appear on the other side in place ofPost too long. Click here to view the full text.